

FadedThe brackets came unhinged The nails fell out of place A dream faded into dust As I wiped away my childhood I stood up Ran my hand across the box Feeling every groove and crack Brushing a tear from my eye Hearing your voice As the memories are displayed Running ramped in my mind You were just a dream Such a beautiful thought Now I pick up the pieces Slowly slide the box back Blow the dust into the night air And pick up my heartFaded


Your poisonIn my mind I can hear all the voices taunting and laughing. Telling me that I knew better. You were poison but so seductive. I couldn't stop as your taste rested on my tongue. Burning and seething it's way to my soul. I hate this and you. I will not make the same mistake twice.Your poison


rest areamy america's a loss collection an invention a requiem in b(urned bridge) flatrest area
reborn in insect-peppered roadside sacrament leaking dust to color brush
creeping climbing
hills to frame the big empty it gets me
thinking
pain is just
something we live with it ceases only
at the end of the life
that it
begins with
and I spend every precious instant (in altered states of existence)
crossing lines avoiding eyes creating dista


Letters From The EdgeLost in my prophetic dreams, I cascade down halls of broken picture frames. Peeking through doors I've locked tight and my feet feel like liquid. I notice the sparrows don't bother to perch on my fingertips and sing to me. The fog is thickening and I recede further back, waiting. Picking up scents of nicotine and stale whiskey that linger, like a scene from Stanley Kubrick. My mouth is sewn tightly and I only see flashes from previous acid trips I took with people who's names I don't remember. I'm blocked, and a man playing in sequence with John Lennon on piano, tells me that tLetters From The Edge


No More SunglassesLittle dreams and wishes are still in that fucked up old box I've stored in my closet. Filled up with photographs of ghosts. After the years I've messed up and faded myself in and out of sight I now can stand tall. When I lost myself so long ago I hated the reflections cast in my bathroom mirror. Too many nights of lonely silence in a home that wasn't mine. Where the empty bottles and dirty cocaine trays littered the floors, I came into a game I couldn't play. And my fingers still grip on all the lies that filter in and out of my sullen mind. I shake and twist out of my body whNo More Sunglasses


1In a time where I laid awake Hours........restless, and starving My hands bore expressions1
Similar to my face B L A N K Haunted, but with a pretty smile All but forgotten fairy tales
I'd t r i p
Over each retold line {laying} down, alone
Belonging nowhere Dragged into lives
I wished to never again live
[1 night]
she wished in a thunderstorm holding h
Temperance
elegy
Huvudratten

They never even saw meSo I stopped existing again disappeared into rain grew together with painThey never even saw me
people only see shadows like me when sun shines perfectly and shadows like me shouldnt be on the way when it's a lovely day
so sweep me away
I belong to the darkest night where no one sees me at all and I don't need to fight for my existence at all
I'm free to fall
sink into deepest seas of my tears and fears you don't need to care you don't need to bear
I could never be like them the ones worth love it's so gr
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by *engridearty
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an antique arms and armor expert
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Your eyes shouldn't always be open to see what lies ahead.
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an antique arms and armor expert
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Your eyes shouldn't always be open to see what lies ahead.
Please contact me for permission to use my work, don't just take it since they are my personal attributions and thoughts. I do use TinEye!!
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Blackbird singing in the dead of night.
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Your eyes shouldn't always be open to see what lies ahead.
Please contact me for permission to use my work, don't just take it since they are my personal attributions and thoughts. I do use TinEye!!
xo!
--
an antique arms and armor expert
--
Your eyes shouldn't always be open to see what lies ahead.
Please contact me for permission to use my work, don't just take it since they are my personal attributions and thoughts. I do use TinEye!!
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Your eyes shouldn't always be open to see what lies ahead.
Please contact me for permission to use my work, don't just take it since they are my personal attributions and thoughts. I do use TinEye!!
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